Happy Anniversary, Lope

I woke up this morning and realized there have been some seven hundred mornings since May 2, 2004 that I've gotten to wake up next to my wife, Penelope.

I'm a lucky man.

Here's a picture from a few months ago, taken at the sushi restaurant where we had one of our very first dates. We're a little bit older now, and wiser in the ways of sushi (we can pick out which rolls we want in thirty seconds flat), and wiser in the ways of each other.

And more in love than ever.

Happy Anniversary, Lope.

1 comment:

Thomas said...

congratulations, guys. 726 mornings?